The ocean, vast and eternal, carries within its depths the echoes of cherished memories, and as its waves gently kiss the shore, it conjures the image of her — a beloved figure who left an indelible mark on the tapestry of your life. The sea, with its ever-changing moods and its unending expanse, serves as a poignant reminder of the intricate connection you shared with your dear grandma.
Just as the ocean’s tides ebb and flow, so too did the moments with your grandma. She was a steady presence, a lighthouse guiding you through the storms and serene moments of life. Her wisdom, like the currents beneath the surface, ran deep, and her love, like the sun’s shimmering reflection on the water, illuminated the corners of your heart.
The ocean’s vastness mirrors the breadth of experiences you shared together. From the quiet walks on the beach, where her stories would intertwine with the waves’ soft melodies, to the moments spent simply gazing at the horizon, her presence was a balm for the soul. Her laughter, warm as the sun’s embrace, still resonates in the breezy whispers of the sea.
Each seashell, collected during walks along the shore, is a vessel of memories — a touchstone to the times you spent together. Just as the sea carries fragments of distant lands, your heart carries the cherished fragments of her life, imprinted forever in your soul’s treasury.
The ocean’s ebb and flow also reflect the cyclical nature of life. Just as the tide retreats only to return, so too does the essence of those we love remain in the patterns of our existence. Though her physical presence may have receded like a wave, her influence, her lessons, and the love she shared continue to shape the contours of your life.
The ocean, like her memory, is a canvas for reflection. When you stand at the water’s edge and gaze out into the horizon, you’re reminded of the beauty of the journey you embarked upon together. The rhythm of the waves becomes a heartbeat, a connection that transcends time and distance.
As the sea’s waves whisper stories to the shore, so do the memories of your grandma whisper comfort to your heart. In the roar of the ocean’s majesty and the gentle lap of its waves, you find solace, knowing that her spirit lives on — in the salt-kissed air, in the dancing sunlight on the water, and in the profound love that continues to bind you, like an unbreakable thread, to the sea and to her.
i wish you’d know how i keep trying to do the right thing after i mess everything up. i wish we could talk about nothing again by the beach. there’s no one i could really talk to nowadays. all laugh were empty, all smile was meaningless.
i wish you’d know how often i look for you everytime i see ocean,
i wish you’d know how i always try to hear the ocean waves hoping that i’d hear your voice.
i love you forever mami.